Adopted by Emma Watson.

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Have you ever heard of a Carolina Reaper, well I haven't and when Olivia came twitting over, I thought I'd be a good idea to eat one. Because I am Charlotte Watson and feel like I can do what the fuck I want, and that means that I eat peppers, at it to my resume. 

But anyways, I was chomping down on my red buddy when all of the sudden my mouth felt like a fucking oven, and not the easy bake. Worst part of all of this was when I had to rush downstairs for water, it turns out water makes it worse. 

So when Emma came galloping to see two teenage girls in her kitchen; one going through the fridge and the other underneath the tap spitting water out, her face was priceless and I would've laughed, if Satan wasn't currently residing in my FUCKING THROAT! 

"Oh no, get the milk," Emma laughed, grabbing a cup. 

"Pardon my french," I said gasping for air, "over my dead fucking body will I drink that cow titty I won't do it Emma, Emily can't even make me at this point. I fucking hate milk, oh my gawd! Have you ever even sat down with yourself and said 'Mmmm yes milk!" I moaned that last part, before returning to the water.

"Jesus do you kiss your mom with that mouth," Olivia scorned. 

"F-fuck you," I went back to the water. I guess in a sense I didn't kiss my mom with that mouth, because if I were kissing her we wouldn't be stopping at first base. My luck I'd get stuck with Emma for a mom, why couldn't she be Olivia's mom, then I could make my advances. 

"I know who you want to fuck, and it is not me," she put her hands up in defense. Here we go. 

"Gossip," Emma cheered. She took a seat at the island and was asking Olivia millions of questions. Until Olivia gave A FUCKING NAME. It wasn't like she was lying, Emma wasn't the only woman on my radar, though she may have been the most important. There were, and continued to be a lot of others girls. I was somewhat popular in that category. But Emma hearing about the girls sort of surprised her, like huh? 

Gram even said if he wasn't gay, he'd have a crush on me too. I didn't understand it at first, with all of the girls liking me, but coming to realize that I am killer at soccer, and might be captain was exciting in itself. But giving who my 'mother' is I supposed there are those that want to leech off for fame. 

Emma didn't need to explain it to me, I did need to watch who I slept with, because I am in the spotlight now. And one wrong slip of words, or one wrong person I could ruin not only mine but Emma's life. That was a very scary weight to carry around, but I was a freak in da sheets (only on halloween). 

But no, there were many talks about it, and it was embarrassing, but they were needed. I respected her, she built a life for herself she didn't need a seventeen year old to screw that up for her. I still was dogging bitches. Nah I am playing, I think if Emma heard me say that I might end up in her basement, so.. it's a joke for legal reasons. 

So back to what Olivia was saying because I know you are nosy, she accidentally said HER girlfriends name. Fucking idiot.